I see that I am not
The girl you can talk about for her body
The girl you can drag home
And that you can show off to everyone
I’m not just passing through
I’m staying a little bit longer
No one can touch me
Without my consent
I see that people remember
Me, not the girl
That you can drag home
That you can call "honey"
I’m not just passing through
I’m staying a little bit longer
No one can touch me
Without my consent